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ATM Banana · RealPoor Master of Posts Joined: 02 Jan 2003 Posts: 8575

but enough of the title already lets get this thread on the road.

i got a message from my old man on my kick ass cell phone, right?
but i don't have a cell phone, the real story is he told that morning, right as i was awaking that i needed to come, after school, to help him move shit and whatnot for 3 or so hours.

i was like, bleh, whatver, i won't remember and he cant hold that against me.

i get out of school and home only to reminded by my mother to go and help him. f**k oh well

i drive down and do his bidding for 3 hours, and its all good, i say later, and he waves a "yeah, go fuckyourself, i should have said 4 hours" goodbye.

i get home and have a steaming pile of stew before me.

my mom is like the messenger of bad news who never got their head lopped off. she says "eat it, or go hungry" apparently she had another good meal idea, which ended up as stew because she was too lazy to actually go and buy the ingredients for the spactacular mouth-pleaser-a-la-fuckyesthatwasgood.

so i'm chewing my mush/soup/stew/godknows, and i think to myself, why do i even try to pretend i like it?

so i vent, in my cat's dirrection mainly(don't worry, its cornhole is fine), then my brother walks in with another lesson plan about derivatives, limits, vectors, proofs, and yeah... i muble "yeah" about 59093 times then he goes, ok good job, you are now proficient in calculating the rate of change in acceloration of a speeding pile of poo, (or an airplane, not sure probably the airplane).

so i'm back to cursing my mothers home-... i don't want to call it cooking, just my moms food.

she walks in and notices i haven't eaten more than a spoonfull and says, "here, have some more, you must be hungry"

i tell her i forgot my bags in the car, and i walk up to memorial hill and chill for about an hour, i reflect my situation, then think, why the f**k am i even here? make money?, play games?, make people sandwiches? carry heavy shit around for my old man?, find out why bullets are more efficient than balls in killing people via lots of bs calculations?

i wonder why i even try so hard at life if i never see the benefit. i wonder where i'll end up and if i'll even be happy, and i come here just to see what people from every social aspect of life have to say.

me, a grunt, a f*****g nobody doing work for everybody feels like a f*****g somebody when he forces a ball of potato out of the shaft of a meter long shaft, from a combustion chamber, only because he happened to hit the bird chilling on a post, and won the approval of those watching.

what the f**k is wrong with this world?

f**k it, i'll see maybe in... 30 years, when i'm kbarr's age.

what a life of a tool i live.

so, saying the word "so" before anything sounds fa

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